Bereaved in Denial

Walking the streets of nowhere

A stroll in the dark alone

Unwilling to be seen

Unlikely to be known

If making the problem visible

Then urging for a solution

What's dwelled in the dark

Might not be meant to see

Those eyes watching

Disturbing

Demise of one's free will

Disguised crawling

Searching

Whats not seen

Can't exist

Bereaved in denial

A chosen path of existence

Is it

Or is it not

A grudging admission

A reminiscence so distant

If making the problem visible

Then urging for a solution

Whats dwelled in the dark

Might not be meant to see

Those eyes watching

Disturbing

Demise of one's free will

Disguised crawling

Searching

Whats not seen

Can't exist

Bereaved in denial

Slating the needs of man

Craving for so much less

Inner peace and the sweet relief

Is laying close at hand

If making the problem visible

Then urging for a solution

What's dwelled in the dark

Might not be meant to see

Those eyes watching

Disturbing

Demise of one's free will

Disguised crawling

Searching

Whats not seen

Can't exist

Bereaved in denial